About 20 minutes out I got car sick in the back seat from reading while we were driving and two hours later, after two trips to the bathroom, a Costco run, a gas fill-up, Paxton's morning nap and a couple really deep breaths by mom and dad, we were on our way. But not for long, we probably stopped 40 minutes later for another bathroom break.
Needless to say, we arrived Tuesday night, settled in with some of Noni's signature spaghetti and felt right at home.
Lots to cover, so I'll keep the narrative short and this one will be all over the place:
First off, the poparrazzi were in full effect following Pax around.
One of the weekend themes was the dogs. Aunt Erica has four dogs and Mae and I cannot get enough of them so we went on plenty of walks and had some good snuggle time with them.
And then I found something new that rocked my world. Aunt Erica has a basketball court in her house (yes, you read that right - IN her house) and every year the grownups play volleyball. Well this year I wanted in on the action, but I needed a lesson first, so Aunt Erica took me into the gym and gave me a lesson...
And next thing you knew... it was go time!!
Meanwhile, Mae was busy playing some tunes and making noodles with Grandpa.
And after she heard about my volleyball adventures she thought she'd take a turn at it.
Not too shabby, Mae. The weather outside was not too frightful so we took a trip to the park and Pax took his first swing ride.
All in all, a great Thanksgiving trip to Kansas City.
And Grandpa capped it off with a piece of pie and 38 pounds of whip cream.
